Third person POV
Liam advanced without hesitation, after all, he was confident in his own victory. However, each of his steps seemed to weigh like thunder in Aeris's ears.
The flames enveloping his body burned in an intense orange hue, the heat making the air between them vibrate as if the warehouse itself were melting.
Aeris gritted his teeth, raising the knife once more and lunging forward in a desperate attack. Liam didn't move until the last instant.
Then, with a minimal body dodge, he grabbed the enemy's arm and twisted it with brutality. The dry sound of the bone being strained made Aeris scream.
"Did you really believe you could beat me?" Liam growled, before delivering a direct punch to Aeris's face.
But the worst part would come next. The flames that Liam had created around his body spread to every point of contact, leaving the tyrant's skin marked, the flesh scorched around the cheek.
